I went to sleep four hours ago and my dream was...disturbing. I was in my room which was completely void of existence, but somehow still...there. Anyway I feel like I shit myself a little and walk out of this horrible -blam!-ing place I go into the hallway, the same thing. The main part of the house connecting the living room, front door and office and kitchen has an old TV on a wheeled table stand in the intersection of it. I go into the and I have things on my hands (gloves?) and something on my face covering my eyes (somehow also a glove) and I'm in the bathroom and looking at the dark kitchen/living room. I don't know why but I feel as though something terrible will happen if I don't take these things off and shut the door quickly. I did this and closed the door, I got in / stood slightly on / I don't even -blam!-ing know on this tub/toilet thingy. I then proceeded to empty myself out entirely, uncontrollably, then I kept pushing out slightly transparent, slightly yellow liquid. I somehow got back into the room and was talking to my friend about dreams. In this dark empty space with only a white outline of a computer with a black screen. Then for some reason I woke up in a gym with a bunch of things covered in plastic, tv's and lamps or something I was sitting in a solid bean bag chair of sorts. Someone was talking to me leading me out and I woke back up in that room again...I was going to the bathroom again and felt as though something horrible was going to happen again in that poorly lit and dark intersection thingy. I closed the door and told myself, this is a dream, I looked in the mirror opened my mouth and the inside was completely blurred. I was then moving my arms trying to figure out where I was in real life. I then opened my mouth even wider and started to pull on the inside. After a while I started staring myself down in the mirror and concentrating to move my arms in real life. I finally woke up from this hell. I couldn't see anything at first and this terrified me then I had the thought "In dreams dark places are the worst thing to be in" Being surrounded by darkness this thought terrified me. I spent a really long time staring at the ceiling unmoving and afraid. I didn't want to go back to sleep. That would be the worst thing to -blam!-ing do at this point. Then I turned on the light, (was blinded) I still felt as though I was in some sort of cross section between my dream world and reality. When I started typing this I heard grunting (or a bouncing rubber ball?) and animalistic gagging. I really hope the dog was just choking on something or other.... [b][u]TL;DR:[/u][/b] I was in dark space, shat out my everything, dark spaces are bad, might be in horrible dream land, help. Oh and I just wanted to write this to try to get it out of my head.